Warning: In this chapter Hermione and Draco, confess what they feel for each other!!! Pay attention when they leave after Harry's class!!!

Chapter 12: "Professor Potter"

"This year, we have a very special teacher. Someone that showed he can teach you with passion and wisdom all he knows about this subject." He said. "I introduce you to your new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher. Harry Potter." He stepped aside and Harry entered the classroom. Everyone was whispering, but they suddenly burst into applause.

"Well, Harry, I'll leave you to your class" Dumbledore told Harry

"Yeah, thanks Professor"

Everyone was expecting Harry to talk as soon as Dumbledore closed the door, but he just paced up and down the room looking at everybody. Suddenly, he stopped.

"Parvati" Harry said leaning on her desk

"What?" Parvati snapped

"How do you stop an unforgivable curse?"

"It depends on the curse, some can be stopped, and some can't."

"Good, five points for Gryffindor"

"Ok, I see you have the basics" He said after throwing tricky questions to all the students. "I think we can start with a difficult charm, last year as some of you know, we managed to do a Patronus charm in the D.A. meetings. I want you all to try and practice it for next class, if you need something send an owl and I'll assist you, all right?"

"Yeah..." Some of them answered.

"I'll show you how to do it today and you'll try to do it next class" Harry said. "Expecto Patronum!" He shouted and a silver stag popped out of his wand. "All you have to do is think about something that makes you really happy and shout 'Expecto Patronum'. C'mon, I wanna hear you all. C'mon, Expecto Patronum!"

"Expecto Patronum..." Some of the students shouted without feeling...

Harry put his hand on his forehead and closed his eyes. 'God, give me patience!' He thought. "Ok, why don't you work with me? Please, this is as new to me as it is to you. So please work with me" He said pleadingly

"Sorry, Harry. We know it must be hard." Hermione said.

"Thank you, Hermione. Now I want to hear you all, all right? Expecto Patronum!"

"Expecto Patronum!" All the class shouted

"Good, so this is how we'll work from now on. You cooperate, and we are all happy." He said.

The bell rang and everyone went out of the classroom, the only ones left were Hermione, Draco, and Ron.

"Why didn't you tell us?" Ron asked

"Dumbledore asked me not to. I'm sorry! I've been dying to tell you, but I just couldn't" Harry said.

"It's ok, mate, we're proud of you" He said jokingly and pretended to be crying.

"Shut up" Harry said laughing.

"Did you find out about the key?" Hermione asked.

"Yes, it's the key to my new office"

"Do you still have to come to class?" Draco asked.

"Not to all the subjects. I will have to miss Divination, Charms and of course DADA (A/N: I write Defence Against the Dark Arts like this because it's easier...) Well, to sum up, the only subjects I'm going to be taking are Potions, Transfiguration, and Care of Magical Creatures" Harry answered.

"Are you teaching all the years?"

"Yup, from first years to you"

"So you'll meet my sister now, she's got DADA now" Ron said

"She won't even look at me... I know it. I deserve it; I was the one who left her..." Harry said

"Well, good luck then..." Draco said.

"Yeah, I guess I'll need it... Bye, guys." He said and entered the classroom as Ron, Hermione and Draco headed to their rooms.

"I'm going to take a bath." Draco said as Hermione and him arrived to their room.

"Ok, do whatever you want..." Hermione said. Draco banged the door and took the bath, but he was somehow mad at Hermione for having answered like that.

"Why did you answer like that?" He asked as he got out of the bathroom.

"Like how?" She said without taking her eyes off from the book she was reading.

"Just like that, if you don't like me just say so!"

"It's not that!"

"Then what is it?"

"I... I..."

"WHAT?!" Malfoy roared.

"You'll laugh." She said. "And don't shout."

"Ok, I won't laugh, just tell me what it is..." He said putting his arms on his hip.

"I think I like you..." She said. He just stayed there looking at her with his mouth open. As Hermione thought he obviously didn't feel the same, she walked towards the door, but something was holding her arm. It was Draco; he pulled her arm so that their faces would be an inch from each other. He kissed her with all his might.

"I don't like you" he said with an evil smile when they separated from each other, and Hermione looked at him in surprise.

"I knew it." She said in a low voice and left the room.

He was left standing there. He walked to his bed, and in a few minutes, he fell asleep.

Meanwhile, in Harry's classroom...

"I thought we could start with something easy." He said to the class.

"Why start with something easy? Don't you think we can handle difficult situations? I mean, with the events that took place last year we can handle almost anything." Ginny said.

"Mrs. Weasley, if I'm not much mistaken, the only students that went through last year's situation from your class were you and Mrs. Lovegood, so if you think this class is too trivial for you, you can talk to Dumbledore and I'm sure he will give you a solution. This is what we're going to do." He said as if this would settle the matter. He didn't mean to be so hurtful with Ginny, but she was asking for it. "Well" He said, "I think we could start with the Shield Charm. Everyone say with me, Protego!"

"Protego!" All the class followed.

"Good" Harry said still not looking at Ginny.

Ginny didn't speak until the end of the class, when she mumbled "Good bye, Professor." She left the classroom with her face as red as her hair.

Harry headed to his new office that he had already decorated with the material he was intending to use for his classes. Lupin had given him a Gryndilow and his Boggart. Sirius had given him several dark detectors to have 'just in case' he had told Harry. And Snape, yes, Snape had given him a set of books about potions 'Just in case you need it, Potter' he had told him.

He sat behind the desk and put his feet on the desk. 'I'm tired of it' he thought. 'I'll have to speak to her, we can't just keep snapping things to each other. We can't avoid this anymore. She's so like Ron, she says she's not, but then she behaves exactly as her brother. I don't get women. My first date tells me she wants to talk about her ex-boyfriend whom I saw die. When I tell her I don't wanna talk about that, she just runs away crying. The other tells me she's not jealous, and when I talk about other girls, she freaks out. I don't get women!' He thought moving his head from side to side. Suddenly, he heard someone was knocking on his door.